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Anthem of the doomed
What I seek is the silence
Of the roaring seas,
Unfathomed, unexplored and
rhymed with a melancholic chant.

What I cherish is the willful detour
into the unknown,
Unbounded, uncertain and
Stormed with a spiritual pyre.

What I dream of is the cold embrace
Of an inevitable end,
Much awaited, mused over and
Darkened with dreadful smiles.

But

What I found is a barren land
Of endless miseries,
Forbidden, forgotten and
Reigned by my illusioned self.










© arundasvadu